Not quite. Do you still mean to go into the forest?
[ He reached out to wipe the blood from Cain's cheek with this thumb, but it only smeared a copper-red tinge across his darker skin. Aymeric tried once more before he withdrew, giving up, and propped his bloodied hand on his knee. ]
We can return on the morrow, if you'd like. Bring your bits of glass.
[ It was half-teasing — they were both a mess, now, both pathetically sitting in the middle of a muddy road until Cain felt like getting up. ]
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Not quite. Do you still mean to go into the forest?
[ He reached out to wipe the blood from Cain's cheek with this thumb, but it only smeared a copper-red tinge across his darker skin. Aymeric tried once more before he withdrew, giving up, and propped his bloodied hand on his knee. ]
We can return on the morrow, if you'd like. Bring your bits of glass.
[ It was half-teasing — they were both a mess, now, both pathetically sitting in the middle of a muddy road until Cain felt like getting up. ]